This flat looked passable at first, but turned out to be a mould- and pest-prone nightmare. It sits directly on the rail line and under a flight path, so noise is constant despite the agent claiming ‘double glazing’ (only a couple of badly fitted windows). Black mould kept returning in the bathroom and bedroom, and cockroaches appeared regardless of how clean we kept it. The bathroom was tiny with no vanity and an ancient cracked mirror. Sewage smells sometimes filled the apartment, only relieved by pouring water down an exposed vent pipe. The curtains were thin and shabby, offering little privacy, and the side aspect looked straight onto communal clotheslines.
Outside, neighbours in the next block kept aggressive dogs and appeared to run dodgy dealings from the property. The agency ignored repair requests, even when curtain rods fell from walls, and routinely bumped the rent. They had no key to the laundry room either, leaving us to source one from a neighbour. In short: overpriced, unmaintained, and misrepresented.
